I’m sorry you couldn’t love me back,
That you’re heart didn’t swell every time our eyes met
I’m sorry you didn’t worship the sheets where I lay
Or adored the way I’d scrunch my nose when I dry my hair
I’m sorry you didn’t feel comfort with the smell of my perfume
Or get butterflies when you heard me coming home
I’m sorry you missed out on the chance with me,
With love, with happiness.
I’m sorry you didn’t daydream about us
Or get breathless when our skin touched as we past each other
I’m sorry you didn’t feel a connection when we were making love
Or talking about our days over a cold one.
So, I’m sorry you couldn’t open up your heart,
And I’m sorry you couldn’t love me back,
Cause to me, it felt wonderful.
Each and every agonising second.